Date: Fri, 24 Apr 2015 08:07:38 +0000
From: Robert Me
Subject: M/V Lady Jean Peterson/4
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M/V Lady Jean Peterson/4
By BobbyG
Scott and Andrew woke at the same time on the first morning still cuddled
together and just looked and smiled at one another. Scott lent the six
inches that separated their lips and kissed Andrew good morning and both
with a glorious hard on. Andrew looked at Scott and stroked his face.
"Scott?" Scott knew by the tone of his voice he was being serious and not
the time for some smart assed remark. He looked back into Andrew's eyes
and kissed him, again.
"Yes love?"
"I need private time in the bathroom."
"And I need the same after you please, I don't have condoms and I know I
don't need them, I promise."
"I don't have any either and I promise I don't need them either."
Half hour later Andrew got out of bed and went for his "private" time and
when he came back they kissed for another half hour before Scott went for
his.
Scott got back into bed and laid on top of Andrew and, again we will have
to excuse the long delay due to them having a high priority in the
kissing department. They had both found love after that first kiss in
Dalvik and at the same time realised that kissing was actually the most
profound physical way of expressing it. Most certainly after that first
kiss both of them knew that what ever had happened before with anyone
else, that kiss was like no other and was the most beautiful way of
expressing that love to one another. Much of the week would be spent
locked together like they are right now and it will no surprise that when
they eventually went out three days later, the first shop they went into
was a chemist to buy lip cream because both of them were getting a little
soar around that area.
Neither of them was about to take the lead and both content to stay as
they were until one of them did, eventually it was Andrew who made up
both of their minds when he turned Scott onto his back, put his arms over
his head and straddled him while looking down smiling at the most
beautiful men in the entire world. Scott of course would disagree and
that would only ever be the one thing they ever disagreed about, although
it must be said that Andrew on a number of occasions allowed himself to
let Scott "win" the disagreement which always resulted in a fight and was
the point of the disagreement in the first place, they loved it.
Andrew went down to Scott's face and kissed him, then raised his own and
smiled at Scott. "Neither of us has or needs condoms and I'm guessing no
lube either?" Scott nodded in reply. "Good job I found this then." He
reached under his pillow and bought out a bottle of body gel he had found
in the bathroom during his "private" time and sneaked it back to the
bedroom and while Scott went off, gelled himself up. He knelt across
Scott's body and applied a liberal dose onto Scott's 7 inches with Scott
laying there with his eyes closed and having the time of his life.
"Right, here goes." Andrew lined up Scott's rod with his button and began
to lower himself onto it. It was slow and very painful, but Andrew was on
a mission and no amount of discomfort was going to put him off.
"Scott, I love you so much." It was similar to a statement before going
into battle, a sort of farewell as a warrior prepared for the final act.
Well, maybe not, Andrew maybe in a lot of pain but at the same time
having the experience of his life. He took a deep breath and held it then
sat down and his door opened and he was in, or rather Scott was.
"SHIT!" Andrew cried out and then took another deep breath and sat on the
whole lot. He called out "SHIT" again and leaned down and kissed Scott.
Scott wrapped his arms around Andrew and told him he loved him.
They stayed as they were for some time and then, feeling a lot more
comfortable Andrew began to stroke himself onto Scott and as he did it
became much less painful and as he continued to fuck himself on Scott the
closer he was bringing him to the top of Mount Cock and an eruption.
Andrew stopped and just straddled Scott allowing him to now thrust into
Andrew himself and as he did, they both knew they had arrived and with
one more push into Andrew he called out and exploded into him time and
time again and as he did Andrew also shot onto Scott's face and chest
with his own massive loads.
With Scott still inside Andrew they just looked into one another's eyes
and no words were needed but both knew this was not just a sexual act, it
was an act of love between two most beautiful men.
For the rest of that day and the following two they only separated for
"private" time and were never further than arms length from one another
for the rest of it. They kissed, made love in every room in the flat,
managed to cook and eat, washed each other in the shower time and time
again and by the time they woke up on the fourth day were even more in
love than they were after the first kiss in Dalvik.
"You awake?"
"Nope." It was 7am and they were in their favourite position with both of
them laying on their left sides and Scott behind Andrew with his arms
wrapped around his body as they were when they had, at last, fallen
asleep a few hours before. Scott turned Andrew to face him and, very
gently, kissed him, gently because by now their lips and surrounding
areas had become very tender due to kissing overload.
"I need to take you out, dad will be asking you lots of questions about
London and all you can tell him is about the inside of the flat and us
fucking all over it." As a reply Andrew turned into a 69 and they blew
one another, again. Afterwards he turned back up and, again gently kissed
Scott.
"Ok, it will be nice to get into clothes again, where are you taking me?"
Six hours later Scott paid the taxi off and he took Andrew on a slow walk
along Compton street in Soho, one of the gayest areas in London. It was a
lovely warm day and all they had on was shorts and a top and both looked
bloody wonderful.
"Hold my hand and don't let go, I'm not going to loose you with this lot
around. There were hundreds of others about and many beautiful young men
as well as these two. They began to comment on the "talent" and Scott
decided on a challenge just to pass the time.
"Right my handsome Yank, we will now see how many guys we can stop and
chat to us just by saying hi to them, one point if a guy stops and one
point off if he just fucks off. Let me show you how its done." He spotted
a really good looking guy and steered Andrew towards him.
"Hi, how are you today?" The really good looking guy smiled and went on
his way. Andrew was creased up. "Oh master of chat ups, minus 1
me thinks. Scott swore at his love and swore again when Andrew said hi to
two guys and they stopped to say hello.
"Three nil to me then my Limey lover." Scott being the epitome of the
English sporting gentleman told Andrew to "fuck off" and led him into
the Admiral Duncan pub for a pint. Andrew, being the epitome of American
good manners told Scott to "shove the beer up his ass" and ordered a
coffee.
Scott was now becoming worried as by the time they had walked to Ballards
restaurant to eat the score was 5 nil and Andrew laughing his head off.
"You have no idea how much I love London and I have so much to tell
William when we get there." What made it worse was the last two that
stopped to chat suggested they all go back to their flat for a foursome.
Andrew declined the offer telling them Scott could hardly keep up with
him let alone two more.
As they walked and shopped around the whole of Soho and despite Scott
loosing big time, he could not be happier and knew very well it was all
down to Andrew and Andrew's love for him. It actually made this so
called "challenge" even more enjoyable and was more than happy that
Andrew was winning. BUT..........Scott was lying, he just had to win
otherwise the Yank would never let him forget. But he only had a half
hour more as it was soon time to go to the Prince Edward to watch the
ABBA show he had booked a box for them while Andrew was doing his
"private" bits.
They were slowly walking towards the theatre when Scott spotted what
could be his salvation as six very good looking lads were coming towards
them. They walked with the confidence of youth and not a care in the
world and all enjoying being together and laughing their heads off about
something, they were having a great day.
"Bet you couldn't." Scott smiled at Andrew.
"Why bother, I have already won, you will just have to get used to being
second best."
"Bet you couldn't." Scott repeated and at the same time drawing Andrew
into his evil web of deceit. Andrew sighed and shook his head at Scott.
"Ok, watch and learn. Eleven zero coming up." Scott grinned and watched
as Andrew learnt.
"Hi guys. You all look great, are you having a fun day?" Andrew's smile
was about to be wiped off of his face.
"Fuck off you ponce or get this!" The biggest and most handsome of the
group put his fist under Andrew's nose and was only saved by Scott as he
grabbed hold of Andrew and took him away from the fist and the bloke who
owned it, laughing his head off at the same time.
"I fucking hate you Peterson." They were sitting in their box holding
hands waiting for the show to start and as soon as Andrew said that,
Scott creased up again.
"I thought this was a gay only area, how did you know those guys
weren't?"
"The West Ham supporters football kit gave me a clue, all they were doing
was taking a short cut to wherever they were going. They are good guys,
but not that gay orientated I guess. Anyway looser, I won and you have to
sleep with me forever as my prize." Andrew squeezed Scott's hand which
told Scott they had both won. Scott certainly did, he maybe still
mourning the loss of his mother and William's life changing injuries, but
with Andrew back in his life he had the support of someone who loved him
and would always be there to pick up the bits if any fell off.
It had been a wonderful day and they would have the rest of the week to
have even more wonderful days as Scott took them all over London.
William did not have to be told what his son and boyfriend got up to most
of the week and indeed would have been surprised if "it" didn't. William
had his own memories of when he and Jean went there and what they got up
to in every room in the flat. Scott was conceived in one of them,
but they had no idea which one!
They got back to the flat after a lovely meal and a walk along
the Southbank near Waterloo bridge. It was their last night and both of
their thoughts were turning towards what was to come, but right now, they
were too busy undressing one another, but although it would become
serious later, they had become used to being silly at the same time. It
was all part of their love for one another.
"Christ you are beautiful." They had just come out of the shower and were
standing in front of the full length mirror in Scott's bedroom with
Andrew in front of him and Scott holding him close with one arm while a
hand was playing with Andrew's beautiful shaft.
"Who are you looking at, me or talking to yourself?" Andrew arched back
harder into Scott's chest.
"Oh shit! Sorry I didn't see you there."
The fight between the United Kingdom and the United States was intense
and would be fought all over the room and would only be bought to an end
when one gay lover managed to get another gay lover's cock in his mouth
and bring the whole thing to a peaceful conclusion.
"I won Limey."
"Shut up and don't talk with your mouth full."
They were in their favourite position with Andrew in front of Scott and
Scott's arms around Andrew's body. Scott listened to Andrew's steady
breathing as he slept, but he was far from it himself as he thought about
his happiness as it was now compared to what it was after the attack.
Scott had never thought he should show his own emotion as he felt he had
to stay strong for his father to help him go through the process of loss
and grief. Yes, Scott had cried in private but those private times were
short as he had to get back to his father to be strong for him and also
take on what he could do for the businesses and make it up as he went
along.
Scott had no control over what was about to happen. He laid there holding
on to Andrew and even tightened his grip on him as he struggled to keep
himself under control and not break down. He buried his head into the
back of Andrew's and held his breath as he tried to block out all the
trauma and sadness which he thought he should keep under wraps . It was
not fair to Andrew to become all emotional, it was his sadness alone
and should not be Andrew's.
Scott did not cry, instead the flood gates opened and all control was
lost and he had no choice but to let it all out and only afterwards
did he realised that he could at last cry for his mother and only because
Andrew was there for him as he had been for his father.
As soon as the first tear drop landed on Andrew's shoulder he was
instantly awake and knew why it was there. He turned and took Scott into
his arms and held on to him and silently cried with him as the love of
anyone's life sobbed his heart out.
After a long time and totally exhausted Scott turned and for the first
and only time it would be Scott laying with Andrew behind him with his
arms around his body giving him all the comfort he needed and from the
only person in his life that could give it anyway.
"Say anything and your dead." It was morning and Scott was facing Andrew
with their arms around one another.
"I love you. Am I dead now?" Scott asked.
"I will let you off this time. I love you too, hang on a minute." Andrew
lifted Scott's head and got his "dead" arm free. "That's been there all
night. God knows what's in your head Scott, but its sure heavy."
"I keep all my love in there for you, so of course its heavy."
"That is so....., SO fucking awful. Vomit is the word to describe that
shit."
"Fuck off, you are American and you lot lap up all the sentimental shit.
We British don't go in for that, we just take it all on the chin and hope
an Andrew comes our way so we can live again."
"That's even worse!"
They kissed for a long time, which will be of no surprise and while they
kissed Andrew was happy about Scott getting back to normal and at the
same time planning his next move.
"Lets get back to normal." He said. "Who's turn is it to fuck who?"
Andrew had indeed got them back to normal and although he bloody well
knew it was Scott's turn he took advantage of the situation and he fucked
Scott. Some days later he owned up to his deception and allowed Scott to
fuck him for a whole two days just to make up for it.
Scott turned off the main road and drove towards the village and just
before they got to it stopped at the gates waiting for them to open.
Andrew sat next to him staring at the house and wondering what was
happening to him. He was looking at a huge Elizabethan house built in
1585 in all its original splendour. Little did Andrew know then that the
house he was looking at was over 400 years old and the beams that held
the whole structure up was at least 100 years older. Just before the
gates were fully opened for Scott to drive through, Andrew made his first
comment about what was before him in the way many American's would.
"Geeze man, that's fucking awesome!" Scott stalled the awesome Mustang as
he was laughing so much.
"Welcome Andrew, it is so nice to see you again." Andrew took William's
hand and tried to remember the fit and good looking man he had first met
in Dalvik. William had changed so much and it was hard not to show his
shock at seeing him as he was now. William knew he would have a problem
and tried to relax things a bit.
"Andrew I maybe in a wheel chair and a bit useless physically but I am
here because of Scott and he is here because of you. I know Jean would
say the same thing and tell you not to be upset and she would add that
you two behave and don't make too much noise when you go to bed."
"Thank you William, its great to see you again and we wont, Scott
promises."
They were in bed with Andrew laying on Scott's shoulder with Andrew in
deep thought and for the first time like this neither of them had a
hardon even though both of them held each other's cock. Scott waited
knowing Andrew needed to think things through but also knowing he may
need help.
"Andrew, say what you are thinking. I know you are having lots of
thoughts and possibly doubts, just tell me please."
"Can I think some more Scott? Its got nothing to do with us or my love
for you, I just need to work all this out in my head before I tell you
what I'm thinking, ok?"
"Course its ok, but while your thinking, don't let go."
"Shut up, I'm a man and men cant do two things at the same time." Scott
waited as he assumed Andrew was thinking but was getting hard as Andrew
continued to stroke him. He was now at full erection and Andrew turned
his back to Scott and fed the whole lot into him. Scott was putty and
just went along with Andrew's need to "think."
"I'm cumming Andrew."
"Me too."
Scott pulled him in tight as his entire body froze and once again
ejaculated into his man time and time again. That bought Andrew to his
own end and afterwards yet another set of sheets would need to visit the
washing machine.
"I love the way you need to think Andrew. You can think as much as you
want if it means we keep doing this." They had turned to face one another
kissing gently and Scott waiting for Andrew's thoughts to come out. "Say
what you need to love please, but I'm guessing some of it, I'm beginning
to know you much better now and you should know if there is something on
your mind, please don't keep it to yourself, please." Andrew kissed Scott
for some time and then pulled Scott up so they were sitting facing one
another two feet apart. Andrew held both of Scott's hands, lent forward
and kissed him again.
"When the news came through about the attack, mom and I stayed up all
night waiting for more news. Eventually it was confirmed that it wasn't
crew but your mom and dad. Scott we were all very upset and it took ages
for us to even imagine how you were dealing with it all. It wont surprise
you to know my family thought so highly of you and your parents and I
know even more because of us. Mom already knew of my feelings and she
said the same to me as I guess your mother would have said and that was
"give it time." I didn't need time, I already knew how I felt and
when the attack happened I just assumed it would all finish between us
and that sounds so selfish. Scott I have to admit I was as upset at the
possibility of loosing you as you were about loosing you mother and
having a very sick father.
When we got back in contact and you told me about your plans for the ship
and me having the chance of being part of her I could not be happier just
knowing I would be with you, apart from that I am ashamed to say now I
really had not thought too much about what the role of the ship would be
and what my role would be either. All I could think about, I was going be
with you and that's all I wanted. That was until we had our week together
that has turned out to be the best week of my entire life, but then
coming to your home and meeting William its been a life changing time. I
am now much closer to what you have been through, and are still going
through and why you need to do something about safeguarding other lives
and your ships. Scott, I just want to say I want to be with you, not just
because I love you, but as important to be a part of what you and William
want to achieve in stopping anyone else's family having to go through
what you two are going through." There was a long pause and Scott knew
there was more to come. He kissed Andrew and waited. "Don't just take me
on because you love me Scott, take me on because I want to be a part, no
matter how small, of what you want to achieve and know I am more than
100% behind you."
"Finished?" Scott kissed Andrew.
"Yes." Andrew kissed Scott.
"Thanks Andrew. There is some way to go before we are ready and I want us
to be able to sail within a year, but knowing we are together will mean I
have you and dad to make it all work and it will, I promise you. Once we
are at sea and escorting good ships and men, I will have the means to
stop anyone taking another life. We will go to the yard tomorrow and I
can show you exactly how the conversion will be done, but don't expect
much as she is still a shell, but the plans are ahead of time and once
they are complete the work starts in overdrive. But the thing I want to
say and I hope you want to hear, me old ship mate, you will become the
second engineer and train to become a seaman as we go, mainly by me and I
will be teaching you navigation as well. You are going to be very busy."
"You have a lot of faith in me and you don't even know if I'm any good. I
am, but you don't know that."
"Oh trust me Andrew, I know alright."
"Any idea who the first engineer will be?"
"No, nor the rest of the crew, but I have the advert ready and will be
sending it out very soon. Do you want to know which publications?"
"Why not."
"Every gay magazine and journal in the country and I'm hoping many gay
men and women from the Royal Navy, Merchant Navy and experienced
private sailors who are also gay read it. Mum said some time ago when we
were thinking about converting the Hauksson into a research ship it would
be great to have an all gay crew and that's what I want."
"Right, in that case I will be keeping an eye on you Captain Fuck believe
me."
On the same day as the advert appeared the phones in the personnel
department did not stop ringing and of the 850 who rang, 250 application
forms were sent out.
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